It seems like I can't combine NaNoWriMo with my studies, life (or lack thereof), and laziness this year. And later this month I'll have to prepare my move to another dwelling, too. The sum of this is that I'll withdraw from NaNoWriMo this year, and maybe give it a shot next year again.

And, this is a point worth making, it's not like if I can't actually do it -- I've done it two times before -- but I'm tired and got a lot of things to do, and I don't want to get overstrained. That's bad, you know, getting overstrained.

Mwaha. Man, that's great. Now I only have to care about a lot of stuff, instead of a lot of stuff plus a little more. Phew. Go me!

Hi, I've seen the Star Wars episode III trailer now, and, well, it wasn't that good. But that doesn't mean I didn't enjoy it. I particularly liked the credits screen at the end. It was so interesting that I decided to make it even more interesting, as you can se here. It's an anagram of the original, which you can look at here.

Yarr. I hope I won't get sued for this.

- I demand resurrection!
- But you're not dead.
- I mean, I demand redemption!
- For what?
- I mean, I demand radish!
- What?
- I mean, I demand wossname, something like that.
- Retribution?
- Something like that, I think, yes. What does it mean?
- Kind of like revenge.
- Yes. That's it. I demand retri... retrieval?

- How many roads must a goat walk down, before you can call him a goat?
- A goat must walk down no amount of roads, since a goat does not walk down roads.
- Then, how many roads must a goat walk down, before you can call him a man?
- A goat must walk down no amount of roads, since a goat does not walk down roads.
- Then, how many roads must a man walk down, before you can call him a goat?
- Bozo?
- And such is the truth.

Yay, the results from the 5th LD48h compo are released. My game placed 2nd i two categories and also won the "UBER prize for Best In Show", and I'm quite happy about that. Yay again, and so on.

If you haven't tried the game yet, but want to, you can get it here. You'll notice that there's a second .exe, called "rdebiss.exe". That's a slightly bugfixed version, not fully done within 48h (but as unbalanced as the 48h version). If you want the source for that version, you can get it here. Enjoy!

Not tomorrow, but the day after tomorrow, NaNoWriMo, or National Novel Writing Month (despite it not being national), begins. This means that a lot of weird, and some normal, people will try to write a novel of at least 50000 words, in a month.

I have done that two times before, and am planning to do this once again. This means that for the whole of November, I will most likely write less here then I usually do. But in general, I will probably write much more then I usually do.

So, in case you are going to wonder what have happened to me, now you know.

Oh, and also, this slog is now more then two months old. Hurray! etc.

I'm thinking about printing a t-shirt on which it would say:

"If only you and dead people can read hex, then how much of a nerd are you?"

Or possibly:

"There are 10 kinds of people, those who are smart-asses and those who just don't care."

I'm not sure about the exact wording yet, but I'm pretty sure I'm not actually going to print any t-shirts, so that's alright then.

One man. One choice. One supper.

What will it be? Pasta? Rice and thingys? Something ready-cooked? Pizza?

Soon in a kitchen near me.

All exams for this week are done. Yay. Now I'm totally free to do whatever I want until Monday. That's like a whole day!

If you ever want to know the amount of carbon dioxide in the atmosphere, or how to solve all of the world's environmental problems, then please hesitate to ask me.

Two exams down, one to go. Then there's seven weeks before there's any more exams.

So, now I've made yet another game. And today I've been studying. But the game is much more interesting, and you can get it here. It's an RPG with random dungeons and items. It's quite nice, but it's not balanced, so some (or all) numbers go weird at high levels. I'm planning to fix it in a new version of it when I have the time, which I won't have this week, as I've got midterm exams to do or study for. Bleh.

My diary for the contest is available here.

I will most likely not write very much here this weekend, because I will participate in the Ludum Dare 48h game programming contest. For info on the compo, go here. You'll find Jolle if you look at the entrants, and then you'll also find my log there, which you can read if you're interested. Not that I've written something in it yet, but I'm going to.

Also, if anyone have read the two previous entries and have become afraid that I've gone mad, I can tell you that I have, in fact, not gone mad. No, I've been all along. Mwahahaha.

Enjoy the weekend. And, with some luck, you'll get a free game before the end of it.

A clueless clue you wonder, eh?
Yes, the Hair Meat.
So that he can talk.
It goes into! The skull. But not broken skull. That's no good.
Talk in crap. Sentences are rewarding. It is nice.
It is Huge! Like.

Then you deserve to be a-packing!

Glueless fishing is nice for trinkets.
Half the time such things are found.
No need to loose you teeth.
If glued to your hair they are.
But saved your progress are.
No less than a peppermint it is.

Are you cared?

I once saw a cube. It was cubic. And it gleamed. I often dream about it. In my dreams it is The Cube. It can fly. It can swim. It can ride a bicycle. There is nothing that it can not do. Except it can not eat apples. Few cubes can. And even the most perfect things have faults. In one dream The Cube walked towards me. Then I woke up screaming. And I looked around. And there was no cube to be seen. The dream had gone away. Some dreams do not go away. Some dreams stay forever behind the eyelids of their targets. They are called The Bad Dreams. In them there are no cubes. Nor is there any harmony. But the dreams about The Cube can hunt them down. Dreams can be killed. Most things can. But not The Cube. It is almost flawless. It can bounce. It can fight. It can win. And it can free the minds from The Bad Dreams. The Cube thus makes people more nice. Nice people make the world nice. The Cube likes that. It is the best thing it knows. Next to being in dreams. The dreams of The Cube will always conquer. They will always be the victor. You have no choice but to understand. To give in to the fact. The fact that The Cube can make your life better. The Cube can free you. Do not fight it. Do not resist it. Welcome it. Enjoy it. The Cube will protect you. Your dreams will be filled with happiness of seeing The Cube. And forever will you see The Cube. And forever will you be happy. And forever will you be free. Heaven is amongst us. Embrace The Cube.

I have biscuits again! Even chocolate biscuits.

Now there's nothing left that stands in the way of me taking over the world!

Muhahahahha. Muhahahhahaha. Muahahahhahahahahahahhahahahahh!

Today I've eaten a couple of sandwiches, a baguette, a lot of candy, and some kind of dish I bought at a shop and then put in the microwave oven for a while. I've also drunk a lot. Of water.

And no one at all cares about this. That's the funny part, because you're nevertheless reading this.

I'm not going to write an entry today.

As I'm writing this I'm cold, lonely, hungry and sitting on a damp pavement eating some thrown away lettuce leaves. Or maybe not. But I could have been, and some people probably are. And that's worth remembering. Remember that.

Oh, no! I'm out of biscuits!

This is truly a sad day.